Zac Brown Band feat. Amos Lee day that i die feat amos lee

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Early morning in a motel room, sunshine tryin' to creep on through
Lost sleep but I found a tune, stuck inside my head
Cigarettes and tank of gas, headed off to nowhere fast
Gotta find a way to make this feeling last
Cause I believe that I was born with a song inside of me
Every question why, I just kept on chasing that melody
And as time goes by, it's funny how time will make you realize
We're running out of it
On a day that I died, I want to say that I, was a man who really lived and never compromised
And when I've lived out my days until the very end
I hope they find me in my home, a guitar in my hands
I hope they find me in my home with my guitar in my hands
Whoa - whoa
Whoa-whoa
A part I don't want to be ashamed of, good peole aren't supposed to be of
I found peace with this path I took, as I laid down my head
Now cross roads, you gotta choose
Which way do we win or lose
And every bone in my soul says I sing on through
And I beleive that I, was born with a song inside me
Never question why, I just keep on singing these melodies
As time goes by, it's funny how time will make you realize, we're running out of it
On a day that I die, I wanna say that I
Was a man who really lived and never compromised
And when I've lived out my days, until the very end
I hope they find me in my home, guitar in my hands
I hope they find me in my home with a guitar in my hands
Whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa
We all go, we all go, its all over, 'fore you know
I believe that I, was born with a song inside of me
Never question why, I just keep on singing these melodies
And as time goes by, its funny how time, can make you realize, we're running out of it
On a day that I die (echo) - I will say that I
Was a man who really loved and never compromised
And well I live out my days (echo) until the very end
You can find me in my home, guitar in my hands
And you can find me in my home with my guitar in my hands
Whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa

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